Chapter 76 Lived Like a Dog

• “Endless, huh?” Damon King swept his gaze over the Ansons and snapped, “All of you ganging up on one person—think Anya is easy prey?” Some people flinched, eyes darting away.
• “Hmph!” Old Mrs. Anson slammed her cane and said coldly, “Damon King, this is our Anson family’s business. What’s it to you? And you’re just as shameless as Anya—only a few days after divorcing Anya, you’re cozying up to Anya?”
• “Damon King, you’ve got some nerve talking,” Anya stood, shame and anger burning on her face. “We’re divorced. We’re done. Do me a favor and stay away from me, okay?”